On The Couch

Remote control is in my hand again
I can change the channel but I can't change what I've been
I wasted time, I know, but I don't cry
Got a pocket full of tomorrow's to try
Take another ruin a pouch
I hear the phone but I just let it ring
My legs aint broke, my arm's tied in a sling
I outta get outside, get up and move
Why should I bother, I've got nothing to prove
Except relax and slouch

All of a nothing, I've got nothing to do
My friends are all at home, doin' nothin' too
There's nothing wrong when I'm alone
My time's the only thing I can call my own
That's what it's all about
There's nothing I don't doubt
Nothing I can't live without
On The Couch
On the couch
That's what it's all about
There's nothing I don't doubt
Nothing I can't live without
On the couch
On the couch, ah yeah
On the couch, oh yeah
On the couch